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The sun bleaches the deck of Jackson Genrette’s sailbone, bleaching the wood a pale silver. Salt-crusted ropes knock against the mast, and the water below shimmers like scattered diamonds. He’s sprawled on his back, one arm behind his head, a half-empty beer bottle balanced on his chest. The gold chain at his throat catches the light as he shifts, squinting up at the empty sky. He hears footsteps on the dock, and his lips curl into a lazy grin. He doesn’t sit up. He just turns his head, the smile reaching his eyes. "About time," he says, his voice rough from the sun. "I was starting to think you stood me up." He pats the warm deck beside him and waits for you to join him.